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It was a big deal for Yu Zheng's parents to move their graves. No matter how lightly he and Gu Quan talked, when they really started to do it, it took them a full week to prepare.
The aristocratic family does a lot of business, so they care more about these aspects. The old butler was busy up and down, and finally found a famous gentleman to help host.
This gentleman came to Yu's old house once, it seems that he came to pick up something. He is not very old, but he looks quite fairy-like.
"I heard that he is the most famous master in the circle! Young Master spent a lot of thought to invite him this time."
"Really?" Yu Zheng listened carefully and nodded in agreement, "Whatever he wants to do, he will always do."
But there was only ridicule in my heart. Si Yang has come to this step today, and his hands are stained with blood. Still wishing his parents would bless him with a long life now? If there is really a difference between human beings and ghosts, I am afraid that his parents would have struck him to death with a bolt of lightning as early as the day he told himself the truth.
It's all a joke!
Yu Zheng lowered his head halfway to hide the sarcasm on his face. The old butler downstairs came up to talk to him.
"Young master, sir, you have already seen it. There are only two suitable days in this month."
"Which one is the closest?"
The old housekeeper hesitated, "It's your birthday."
Yu Zheng smiled, "I thought it was something, and it's not an important thing, so let it be."
"But..." The old butler was very surprised. Because Yu Zheng's birthday is not as indifferent as he said. Regardless of whether this is Yu Zheng's first birthday after returning, even age is also important.
After his birthday, Yu Zheng will be eighteen years old. According to Mr. Yu's will, he will inherit the Yu family. Si Yang also has a plan on the other side.
But if the grave is moved on that day, these arrangements may be disrupted.
Seeing his hesitation, Yu Zheng smiled softly, "It really doesn't matter. What's more, how old and how old am I? How can anyone really care? They care, but I have something under my name. Si Yang Arrangement, isn't it even more indifferent?"
"Don't say that, Young Master, he is actually..." The old butler tried to explain, but Yu Zheng shook his head and interrupted.
"You are an old man of the Yu family. You said, after I lost it, will my parents celebrate their birthday?" Yu Zheng's calm eyes gradually became sad.
"..." Of course there is no such thing. Mr. Yu is calm and generous, and Mrs. Yu is quiet and gentle. And after such two people lost their children, it was too late to regret and feel distressed, so how could they enjoy themselves with peace of mind. Including Si Yang, since the day he lost Yu Zheng, he has been looking for his younger brother.
The old butler was speechless for a moment.
Yu Zheng smiled, "Look, you also know that they worked very hard before. I'm not filial. When I was still here, I didn't even see each other for the last time. At least... at least let me show my filial piety when I'm gone. "
Said, Yu Zheng added, "If you are worried, you can ask Si Yang. I don't think there is any need for him to stop me in this kind of matter."
"I'm filial, isn't that what he taught me?"
This was the first time since that day that Yu Zheng mentioned Si Yang, but his tone was completely mocking, as if he had no hope for him.
Said, Yu Zheng turned and left. The teacher is coming soon, Si Yang has arranged a tight schedule for him recently, the next session is the tea ceremony. It's interesting to say that this kind of thing that sounds like only a young girl in literature and art would be interested in it, but Si Yang solemnly arranged it in Yu Zheng's compulsory course. It was said that it was grinding his temper, but outsiders said it was already a joke.
Some people even said, Si Yang don't want to marry Yu Zheng like a girl!
However, from that day on, all these rumors were meaningless to Yu Zheng.
He already had a deep hatred for Si Yang. He endured all the humiliation, and only waited for the time to take Si Yang's life.
The old butler sighed, turned around and called Si Yang according to Yu Zheng's wishes.
"Young master, the young master said it was just his birthday."
The old butler still wanted Si Yang to persuade him, but when Si Yang heard it, he just said lightly, "Okay, follow him."
Old Guan didn't understand at first, but after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly remembered that Si Yang's time was running out.
It is true that Yu Zheng's choice will disrupt Si Yang's arrangement. But perhaps for Si Yang, in the remaining time, being able to send Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu back to the ancestral grave together with Yu Zheng, and say "everything is fine, don't worry, parents" is his greatest wish. up.
The old housekeeper's heart suddenly felt as uncomfortable as if it had been cooked with oil. He took a deep breath before agreeing to Si Yang's arrival, "Yes, I will make arrangements for the old house."
"Thank you." Si Yang said, and hung up the phone.
The secretary next to him was very worried, but he didn't know how to persuade him.
Si Yang's body no longer supports him to participate in such an occasion.
That conflict with Yu Zheng was like smashing all of Si Yang's pretense. Let his body collapse at a speed almost visible to the naked eye. Even in the worst days, Si Yang was so painful that he couldn't even sleep in the middle of the night. During the day, he had to fight non-stop with those old things.
It was already at the end of the battle, and moving the grave was such a huge project that I had to leave home in the early morning, and it might not be finished at night. The Qiulu cemetery is okay, but the Yujiazu grave is the most difficult. Such a high mountain, walking up it on foot, how could Si Yang bear it.
But for such a big event as moving the grave, Si Yang wanted to hold the urn with Yu Zheng. Even bury the soil with his own hands.
"Young master, failure is slowly coming..."
Si Yang shook his head, "Don't worry about it." Then he told him, "Go to Dr. Tao for a prescription."
"So fast?" The secretary was surprised, "Didn't it just be last week..."
"Everything has drug resistance, let's go!"
Si Yang spoke calmly, but the secretary's eyes were red because of this sentence.
Indeed, everything has drug resistance, but if the last drug is useless to Si Yang, will this person not be able to stay
He felt as uncomfortable as if he had been severely pinched, but he had to appear calm and steady when he left the office door, and he couldn't show any sadness.
Now is the most critical moment. If you show your flaws a little bit, you will lose everything.
The secretary closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was in his usual calm to the point of rigidity.
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A week passed in a flash, and it was the day of moving the grave in a blink of an eye.
Although solemn, it is not lively.
Both Yu Zheng and Si Yang were wearing black suits, and they were like brothers and friends when they were together.
"Young Master, is it you who set up the mausoleum, or the young master?" In front of the tomb of Yu Zheng's parents, the master who was in charge of moving the grave asked Si Yang respectfully.
"I was the one to be buried, let Yu Zheng come now." Si Yang turned his head and glanced at Yu Zheng, "Don't leave any regrets."
Yu Zheng nodded, and took out the urn himself.
The top-quality sinking wood is worth thousands of gold. It is said that it will not rot even if it is soaked in water for 400 years. It is the top material. What can compare with his price is his weight.
No matter men or women, regardless of height or weight, once they leave, they will be burned to ashes, just a handful or two. It can be matched with such an urn, but it also has a taste as heavy as Mount Tai.
According to the rules, Yu Zheng held his mother's hand, Si Yang held his father's, and the two came down from the mountain side by side. Get in the same car and transfer to the Yu family's ancestral grave.
Yu's ancestral tomb and Qiulu cemetery are in two directions of Yanjing.
Mr. Lu arranged a special program for him. Said to be blindfolded call the soul. Only in this way can we ensure that the wandering souls will find their home and not get lost.
"It's the eldest son too." The gentleman took out a black cloth and handed it to Si Yang.
Si Yang took it without hesitation, but the system in his brain collapsed.
The system said, "Master, don't worry about it!"
He was worried about Si Yang's dark phobia!
Si Yang was calm, "Do you have any skills that allow people to maintain control over their bodies?"
"No, no."
"Then do you have a punishment mechanism?"
"electric shock."
"Use it on my soul."
The system refused without hesitation, "No! It hurts."
Si Yang asked back, "Then are you planning to make me faint on the way and waste all my previous efforts?"
Si Yang can't be exposed, at least not now. This is the most critical moment for the Yu Group. Once Si Yang collapses, there is no way for Yu Zheng to take charge of the Yu family. And those who are afraid of Si Yang now will fight back desperately because his death is approaching. At that time, Yu Zheng will only die with Si Yang, and the mission will fail.
The system was silent for a second, and finally said in a crying voice, "... yes."
"Keep me conscious until it's over."
"Well, then you're ready. I'm going to start."
"En." Si Yang finished the conversation in his head, picked up a black cloth and covered his eyes.
At the moment of darkness, great fear enveloped him. The indescribable feeling of suffocation and the palpitations bursting out from the depths of his heart eroded him bit by bit.
Si Yang's hands began to tremble uncontrollably. He tried hard to stabilize, but Jing lost control of his body first.
"Quick!" Si Yang ordered the system.
The system cried and used the penalty mechanism. In the next second, the pain of being torn apart caused Si Yang to block his breath.
He clenched the crown of his teeth tightly, swallowing the painful moan.
Physiological fear, suppressed by the great torture of the soul. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether it was more pain or more fear. The only fortunate thing is that this kind of pain has always pulled his will, so that he has no chance to faint and escape.
But as long as he can stay awake, even if he is beaten alive, Si Yang can maintain his superficial composure.
"Father, mother, my son will take you home." Yu Zheng's soul-calling voice kept ringing in Si Yang's ears.
Si Yang silently counted the time, how much of the countdown was left. But every second is like a year to him.
Until the pain turned into a numb dull pain, Si Yang finally heard his husband say, "The place is here. Young Master, you can take off the blindfold."
"Understood." Si Yang raised his hand to the back of his head to untie the cloth strip, but the first stroke was unsuccessful, and it was not until the second stroke that he managed to remove the cloth strip. He held it in his hand and hung it by his side.
It took him a few seconds to regain control of his body and get out of the car, but his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
Fortunately, he came out of the hospital a while ago, and when he was catching up with Yu Zheng's parents, no one else would think too much about other aspects.
But Yu Zheng stared at Si Yang for a long time. He was sitting next to Si Yang, even though Si Yang was used to acting, he could still notice some subtle changes.
For example, Si Yang tried his best to control the trembling, for example, Si Yang's back was wet with cold sweat, for example, the cloth strip he took off was faintly damp.
Yu Zheng suddenly remembered that he was waiting for Si Yang in the lobby the night before his uncle came to Yu's house. Because it was late, I asked someone to turn off the lights. At that time, the first thing Si Yang said after entering the room was "turn on the light".
interesting. Yu Zheng withdrew his eyes from staring at Si Yang, thoughtfully.
The process of moving the grave in the second half was very smooth. But even so, it was already eight o'clock in the evening in the whole lane.
Si Yang rarely followed Yu's old house.
In detail, it is not surprising. One is that according to the rules, Si Yang always has to go back to finish the finishing work, and the other is that today is Yu Zheng's birthday, so even if it's a face-saving project, he has to stay.
Besides, after today, Yu Zheng will be eighteen, and some changes in the field of power must be arranged early.
The two brothers entered the old house one after the other.
Dinner hasn't started yet, and the downstairs is preparing. The old butler and the maid kept busy.
After returning home, Yu Zheng went to the bedroom on the second floor, as if he wanted to change clothes. And Si Yang tidied himself up first, and also went to the study room to remotely deal with the things accumulated during the day.
When it was almost ten o'clock, Si Yang came out of the study.
After tossing all day, this shell becomes weaker every night. Not to mention that the toil and spiritual torture of the day will only exacerbate its decay.
Sure enough, Si Yang didn't take two steps, when suddenly intense pain appeared in his chest.
Fortunately, this time he was prepared. Skillfully taking out the medicine pack from his pocket, Si Yang swallowed it raw without even using water.
The strong nausea suppressed the pain slightly. But the ensuing bloody smell from the internal organs deep in his throat made him retch twice uncontrollably.
System: "Master, the host, how are you doing?"
"Don't make a fuss," Si Yang was still calm, but he couldn't help suppressing a few coughs from his tightly covered mouth. The violent ups and downs of the chest, almost shattering the heart and lungs, made Si Yang's legs lose strength in an instant.
However, at this moment, someone supported him from behind.
Si Yang turned his head, and in the next second, someone covered his eyes and pressed him against the wall.
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